Mulariad,

When my shoe has a hole, I take the advice of a cobbler. When my tub springs a leak, I seek an artisan. When a Divine Mirror made by that same Creator you spurn has a crack, I'm inclined to take the word of a God over a group of mortals, especially those who sought to murder the citizens of my city in defense of an Albedi entity. You have proven, irrevocably, to not have the well-being of this city or its citizens in mind. But by all means, continue to say the Senate abuses our citizens. You only prove my point about projection.

I name you what your actions show:
A Traitor to Sapience.
A Speaker whose words and oaths are empty.
A Seer who cannot see his own hypocrisy.

I pity any who would hear your words and think them worth anything more than the filth you spew out the other end.


Herald,

I'm glad to see the Manipulator's favor has only loosened your tongue to ever more ready lies. Not one citizen is being forced to raise a hand they are not willing to raise. If you have some confusion about the nature and ideals of the Republic, may I direct your attention to the ever-handy, rarely-read-apparently scroll regarding Spinesreach? The only truth you herald here is that of your own ignorance and willingness to inspire fear to get what you want.

Do better. Both of you.


In Service to the Spires,
-Feirenz Ourborian


PS- Personally, I'd say Mulariad's credibility is seer'd to a crisp at this point. And for Isia, herald tired lies and strawman arguments are noted, but seen for what they are...there, I punned, and now I shan't explode as per the pact.

Penned by my hand on Falsday, the 24th of Niuran, in the year 500 MA.